39: Goodbye takeaway girl, Jiang Yuan comes on stage, Chen Hao is stunned

Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze.

As expected, the city is really different; you can casually run into a mental-type transitioned Martial Artist.

He didn't pay it much mind.

He followed Xu Yihan into the interior of the martial arts hall.

The inside was as large as a stadium, surrounded by tiered seating. At the center of the arena was a circular combat stage covering a hundred meters, with a huge screen above it.

"The scale is really huge," Jiang Yuan sighed, looking at the crowds in the seats. "If they sold tickets for this, they'd probably make a fortune."

"Wang Xinlong is good at this kind of promotional tactic and won't let go of any money-making opportunity. I heard some people even opened a betting pool online: Thunder Martial Hall VS Chongming Martial Arts Hall, 3.5 to 1."

Hearing Xu Yihan's words, Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up.

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"By the time I knew, the betting had already ended," Xu Yihan sighed.

Otherwise, she really would have wanted to take out a ten-million loan to place a bet.

"Yihan."

Hearing the familiar voice, Xu Yihan turned her head to look and couldn't help being stunned upon seeing Ji Feiyue and the others sitting in the front row.

"President, and Lan Xue, Luo Yi, Rena, why are you guys here?!"

Luo Yi crossed her hands behind her head and grinned at her. "What? Are we not allowed to come?"

"Actually, the President already knew," Lan Xue said softly.

Xu Yihan looked at Ji Feiyue.

She smiled and nodded. "We are all partners. It's fine for you to rely on me more. It's just a Thunder Martial Hall; there's no need to worry about bringing me any trouble."

"But now, you're going to owe Jiang Yuan a huge favor."

Luo Yi leaned close to Xu Yihan and teased playfully, "Our Yihan doesn't have much money. How should she repay such a huge favor? Right, you still have this pair of big treasures..."

"Why not offer yourself in pillow talk and pledge yourself to him!"

Xu Yihan grabbed her mischievous hand, blushing as she said, "Don't—don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Feiyue looked at Jiang Yuan with ruby-like red pupils carrying a smile. "We meet again."

Today, she was wearing a pure white high-slit dress, with a black jacket embroidered with a Scarlet Rose half-slipped off her shoulders. She wore a golden rose-shaped hair ornament, her hands crossed over her chest, and she sat there with her long legs crossed. The high-slit dress revealed a flawless patch of snowy skin at her thigh, making her look incomparably noble, cold, and glamorous.

"Hello," Jiang Yuan nodded. For a split second, his gaze was drawn to that bottomless, snowy cleavage.

Ji Feiyue also noticed his gaze, and not only did she not leak any Life Qi, instead the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

As expected, he was still an inexperienced youth...

Easily tempted by things—that way, he would be easy to control.

"Today can be considered a team-building activity for our Scarlet Rose, and by the way, I'll introduce our companions to you."

As Ji Feiyue spoke, she looked at the seating on the right.

"Stone, Tier 3 LV34, Rare Class, Armored Shieldman."

The giant man, wearing a set of stone armor and a helmet that obscured his face, nodded at him and then fell silent again.

Lan Xue shook the woman beside her who had fallen asleep nodding off.

She slowly woke up, a trace of crystal-clear saliva still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"Rena, Tier 3 LV32, Rare Class, Shadowless Assassin."

After Rena gradually woke up and saw Jiang Yuan, she froze for a moment, then abruptly sat up from her seat, pointing at Jiang Yuan with a shocked expression.

"It—it's you?!"

"Do we know each other?" Jiang Yuan was somewhat surprised.

"I delivered takeout to you before! Takeout, Chi Le Me Delivery, don't you remember?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan suddenly remembered.

She was the delivery woman who brought him food that night.

"Rena, you know him?" Ji Feiyue asked.

"I went to his house once to deliver takeout and saw him. Could you be the newcomer to our guild?"

Seeing Jiang Yuan nod,

she was both surprised and emotional. "When I last saw you, you were still refining your blood and Qi. You became a Martial Artist already so fast?!"

"Aiya, fate is truly a coincidence. My name is Rena, 23 years old this year. You can just call me Sister Rena. If you don't understand anything in the future, come ask me. Speaking of which, haven't you changed a bit compared to before? Your eyes turned golden; is it because of the class transition? And your height has grown a lot too..."

Ji Feiyue smiled at Jiang Yuan. "Once she opens the chatterbox, she just keeps talking. Don't mind her."

Luo Yi placed her hand before her eyes and looked around. "It seems everyone has pretty much arrived."

Just at this moment, the huge screen lit up.

Everyone shifted their gaze to look.

An old man wearing a white Tang suit, with crane-like hair and a youthful complexion, had his hands behind his back and gently landed in the center of the arena.

"It's the old hall master of Xuanwu Martial Arts Hall, Huo Xuanqi!"

"So it's him!"

"Is he very powerful?"

"Quite powerful."

"I heard that he relied on an ordinary class and D-rank talent to Cultivate step by step, tempering his Martial Skill. By the age of sixty, he reached Tier 5, which is quite formidable. Xuanwu Martial Arts Hall became the number one martial arts hall in South River City precisely because of him."

"Isn't he semi-retired? Why has he suddenly appeared again?"

"To think even he could be invited..."

The spectators whispered among themselves.

Mo Yu's livestream room was also discussing it, surprised by Huo Xuanqi's appearance.

In the eyes of many ordinary people, he could be said to be synonymous with the word "hard work".

Without outstanding talent or class, one could still become a powerhouse by step-by-step tempering of Martial Skills.

Because of this, he was deeply respected.

Huo Xuanqi stood on the stage, stroking his beard, and said, "Quite a lot of people have come."

As he spoke, the entire audience fell silent, which was enough to show how great his reputation was.

"Reasonably speaking, this old man shouldn't meddle in the challenge between the two halls. Unfortunately, this old man is an old acquaintance with the old hall master of Thunder Martial Hall, and also has some friendship with the former hall master of Chongming Martial Arts Hall. Coupled with the fact that today's battle between Thunder Martial Hall and Chongming Martial Arts Hall also involves an unresolved past matter, I truly cannot back down."

"So I had no choice but to act as a peacemaker, trying my best to ensure the two sides don't forge a mortal feud."

"Past matters are settled today."

"Since Martial Artists of our generation have a dispute, we speak with strength. The side that loses today shall no longer hold any complaints."

"No problem, right, Hall Master Wang, Hall Master Xu?"

The faces of Wang Xinlong and Xu Yihan appeared on the screen, prompting a surprised commotion from the audience. They hadn't expected the hall master of Chongming Martial Arts Hall to be such a pure and outstanding beauty.

Xu Yihan nodded, while Wang Xinlong laughed loudly. "Hall Master Xu, today before Elder Huo and everyone, victory or defeat is decided in a single battle. If you lose, Chongming Martial Arts Hall will have to merge with our Thunder Martial Hall, and you will also have to hand over your ancestral martial arts."

"If you lose, you shall no longer bring up the matter of weapons, nor come pestering our Chongming Martial Arts Hall again."

"Of course!"

After Wang Xinlong finished speaking, a youth with facial tattoos and a fierce expression walked onto the stage.

"He is the Prodigy of Thunder Martial Hall?"

"Such robust blood and Qi! As expected, he has already become a Martial Practitioner."

"To be able to nurture such a young transitioned Martial Artist, as expected of Thunder Martial Hall; truly formidable."

"Full of ferocity..."

The onlookers whispered to one another.

Chen Hao and Zeng Hang sat together.

"Hiss, as expected, it's Liang Cheng from Class S. This guy has become even more fierce than before," Chen Hao said, swallowing his saliva.

Zeng Hang crossed his arms with a solemn expression. "A Martial Practitioner is indeed different. I wonder who his opponent is?"

"Among peers, aside from those few monsters, who else could be his opponent? Back at school, this guy Liang Cheng was known for his brutal fighting style. Several classmates who sparred with him ended up hospitalized. I reckon that unlucky bastard from Chongming Martial Arts Hall is going to be crippled today," Chen Hao said.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

"Zeng Hang, look, isn't that Jiang Yuan?"

Zeng Hang looked over, and upon seeing Jiang Yuan's back, he also recognized him. "Seems like it."

Chen Hao stood up and shouted, waving his hand, "Hey, Yuanzi! Yuan—"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Jiang Yuan, with both hands tucked into his jacket pockets, walking up the steps step by step, stepping onto the arena, and appearing opposite Liang Cheng.

Chen Hao's expression and movements instantly stiffened.

"……Eh?"

"What is Jiang Yuan going up there for?"

Zeng Hang was also dumbfounded, saying blankly, "Could he... be the unlucky bastard you were talking about?"

"……"